Seeing that his attack was easily resolved, Murong Yuxie couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "So it's really a little skill!"

"Crazy woman."

Zhuang Xiaoya instantly came to Murong Yuxie's presence. The Chunjun sword danced so hard that it was invisible. Murong Yuxie quickly retreated and sacrificed his magic weapon.

This is a long whip, made of unknown material. The whip is covered with dense barbs, and it sounds like breaking through the air when dancing. Just listening makes your scalp numb.

Bang!

Murong Yuxie waved the whip from the air, and the air was beaten to a loud noise, which shows how terrible the power of the long whip was. Murong Yuxie whipped Zhuang Xiaoya hard, and Zhuang Xiaoya hurriedly retreated, but unexpectedly, the long whip could actually stretch and retract. The long whip that could not even touch Zhuang Xiaoya's sleeves suddenly stretched out and wrapped around the sword grid of the Chunjun sword!

Zhuang Xiaoya's reaction was quick and she quickly let go of her hand, but even so, she could not avoid being touched by the long whip. She heard a hissing sound, and the long whip rolled the Chunjun sword back to Murong Yuxie's side, and Zhuang Xiaoya's wrist was covered in blood.

Zhuang Xiaoya did not scream, but just frowned. In less than a breath, this skin trauma recovered as before.

"Do you still want to continue? You don't even have weapons, why should you fight me?" Murong Yuxie said proudly.

"By my fist!"

Zhuang Xiaoya rubbed her wrists, and a stream of demonic energy leaked from inside and outside her body, and her momentum was increasing wildly!

Murong Yuxie was shocked. She looked at Zhuang Xiaoya's appearance at this time, but she thought of the devil couple a hundred years ago.

When the witch seriously injured herself a hundred years ago, she gradually coincided with Zhuang Xiaoya's appearance in Murong Yuxie's heart. She looked at Zhuang Xiaoya in disbelief and muttered something in her mouth.

"snort!"

Zhuang Xiaoya snorted coldly, her body turned into a black stream of light, and she came to Murong Yuxie in an instant, and punched the store without any shame. Murong Yuxie was accidentally killed and was actually knocked away by Zhuang Xiaoya and hit her chair hard, which was smashed to pieces.

"Sister!" Murong Xiaoxuan and other disciples ran over quickly and helped Murong Yuxie out of the ruins.

With just one punch, Murong Yuxie was defeated by Zhuang Xiaoya.

At this time, Murong Yuxi's cheeks were deeply sunken. She had no extra spiritual energy to maintain her youthful appearance. In an instant, she seemed to have become a decades older, turning into an old woman with white hair and wrinkles on her face.

Even Murong Xiaoxuan saw Murong Yuxie like this for the first time. She said in surprise: "Sister, why are you..."

Murong Yuxie seemed to realize his appearance problem and covered his face with his sleeve in panic: "Don't look! You all turn around! Don't look!"

Yan Ning turned around silently and found that the iceberg beauty Murong Yuxi, under her bright appearance, was a face that could not withstand the passing of time. Thinking about it, except for being in a soul state like Long Xi, no one can be younger after a hundred years of destruction.

Zhuang Xiaoya defeated Murong Yuxie, and there was no fluctuation on her face. She turned around and held Yan Ning's hand and said softly: "Let's go."

"Um."

Yan Ning didn't have any nostalgia for Yunyan Club. He originally had a little friendship with Murong Xiaoxuan, but after Murong Yuxiao made such a fuss just now, the last little love was gone.

If Murong Xiaoxuan really likes Yan Ning, Yan Ning would have to avoid her even more.

"President Murong, I have been disturbed today. We will see you again if we are destined to be there in the future... Well, maybe it's better not to see you again."

Yan Ning waved his hand, and without taking a look at Murong Yu, he left the attic with Zhuang Xiaoya.

Nian'er hesitated and said, "President, I'll go see them off."

Murong Yuxi's eyes were red and swollen, and he didn't want to pay attention to anyone. Nian'er stood up silently to chase Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya.

Murong Yujie covered his face and cried. The female disciples on the side kept comforting him. Murong Xiaoxuan sighed slightly: "Everyone, let's go out first, let my sister and I talk quietly."

The female disciples left one by one, Murong Xiaoxuan hugged Murong Yuxie and said, "Sister, a lot of things happened today."

"I don't know why the Great Master is not with you, but Brother Yan Ning, just as he said, he only has Sister Xiaoya in his heart, and he can't tolerate me. Although I have him in my heart, I am not entirely him. I, Murong Xiaoxuan, have never been a must for Yan Ning to marry."

"Sister, Brother Yan Ning is right. Don't do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Do you really have the heart to see me be a little by his side? Love is based on fighting for you, but fighting for it is not a robbery, it is not a robbery, it is not a robbery, it is not a robbery, it is not a robbery, it is not a robbery, it is not a robbery, it is a robbery!"

"I will fight for my love myself. My sister has been the master of me for the rest of my life. Now, in lifelong affairs, I hope I can make an idea myself."

Murong Xiaoxuan was born late. Although Murong Yuxie was his sister, he almost raised Murong Xiaoxuan as his daughter, so he took care of her so much.

After hearing what Murong Xiaoxuan said, Murong Yuxie finally calmed down: "Xiaoxuan, what do you mean is that sister is wrong?"

"You did nothing wrong with other things, but this time, sister, you are really wrong." Murong Xiaoxuan said.

Murong Yuxi's eyes dimmed. After a long time, she took out a brocade box with gold edges from her arms and handed it to Murong Xiaoxuan: "This is the eighteen golden needles from Wumen, you can send them to Yan Ning."

Murong Yuxie had a hint of stubbornness on the corner of his mouth: "By the way... I apologize to Yan Ning again on my behalf."

Murong Xiaoxuan took the brocade box and said in surprise: "Sister, have you really figured it out? But why don't you apologize to Sister Xiaoya?"

"She...is not worth asking me to apologize to her!" Murong Yuxi's tone was a little cold.

Murong Xiaoxuan thought Murong Yuxie refused to forgive Zhuang Xiaoya because Zhuang Xiaoya slapped her in the face just now, but it didn't matter. As long as Yan Ning could get the Wumen Golden Needle, the conflict between them should be resolved.

"Sister, then you are waiting for me here. I will give Brother Yan Ning a golden needle and come back to accompany you immediately!"

Murong Xiaoxuan smiled at Murong Yuxi Zhanyan, then jumped out of the attic and chased Yan Ning.

Murong Yuxie kept watching Murong Xiaoxuan leave until she disappeared from Murong Yuxie's sight. Murong Yuxie slowly got up from the ruins of the chair.
Chapter completed!